On This 40th Anniversary Of Woodstock
Pardon me if...

I really don't give a hoot in hell about the anniversary of Woodstock. 40 years ago today, both my dad and eldest brother were in Vietnam serving their country and killing heathen Communists, not smoking dope, dropping acid and sleeping in human feces.... all the while, calling that a good time or a “beautiful phenomenon.”

As Richard K. Kolb so eloquently stated in his article in VFW magazine; Meanwhile, 8,429 miles around the other side of the world, 514,000 mostly young Americans were authentically serving the country that had raised them to place society over self. The casualties they sustained over those four days were genuine, yet none of the elite media outlets were praising their selflessness.

So 40 years later, let’s finally look at those 109 Americans who sacrificed their lives in Vietnam on Aug. 15, 16, 17 and 18, 1969.
Helmet tip to my goomba-ette, Helen.